...Pulling his dark brown cargo pants down a bit, he sat himself on a seat at the round table of strong people like himself."She got away again." He wore a red putton up shirt as he adjusted his jet black mysterious glasses. His name was Nigel Uno, and he was also possibly one of the most powerful of this clan."We're running out of options." A man who stood just taller than Nigel turned his chair around, turning off his head gear with speaker and headphones. He had rustled cinnamon brown hair, wearing black baggy pants with a white singlet and an unbuttoned blue shirt over it. At the press of a button ignited by this technician, a hologram was pulled up from the centre of the room."She managed to evade the first lot of operatives by running through the crowds at the markets, then she managed to outrun them in the corner of this alley." Another press of a button, it zoomed into where the runaway made her escape. Nigel frowned, the last thing he needed nor wanted, was a reminder of his ongoing failure to capture the girl. "I know number 2, but we need another plan. She was able to use simple techniques to escape from even some of the best operatives out there.""I know. But we can't locate her. She managed to override her locations on our local GPS." Hoagie Gilligan sat there amazed, never had anyone been able to prove him otherwise in tec...